My parents will be sad for a while, and they may even blame themselves, the way they do now. Eventually they'll come to peace with my decision. I hope they'll realize I'm finally at peace.
I'm all she's got and if I don't make it this time . . ." You'll pass through the light. A ribbon of guilt twists my stomach. I'm all Kim and Chip have too. But the difference is, they'll be better off without me.
Never question the sanity of a woman who can render you defenseless with a look.
This is my vision-what I imagine I'll pass through on my way to the light. The blue sky, the clouds, the rays of light.
No one else knows I'm alive, which means they won't notice when I'm gone.
She's still doing it, pushing me into situations I can't handle, making me cope. She knows I can't cope.
Do what, Kim? Lead a normal life? Too late. Way too late.
There's no reason to speak. I have nothing to say.
Trust. That was what this was all about. If you can't trust the one you love, you don't have anything.
